This is for @Destielwhotrash

So its kind of a long story to explain but basically:
Imagine: Sam and you making each other laugh so hard you are rolling on the floor laughing, and Sam pulls you into a kiss. Fluff and possible slight smut at the end.

~3 Years Ago~

It was a cold and rainy night where I lived. I had just gotten home from work, and I tried to dodge the raindrops as I ran inside. Once I got inside my house, I took off my coat and went to the kitchen. I was hungry so I fixed myself some soup.

I put it in the microwave, and looked out of the kitchen window. I watched the rain fall onto the window as they made a soft pitter patter noise and I soon drifted off into a daydream. A few moments later, the microwave beeped, snapping me out of my trance.

I pulled the soup out and placed it on the counter. "Mommy?" I heard a squeaky voice ask behind me. I turned around to see my three year old son, Harry. "Hey baby, what are you doing out of bed?" I asked him. "Hiding fwom Nanny Carrie," he told me. Carrie was the nanny I hired to take care of little Harry while I was at work, since Harry's dad was out of the picture.

"Why are you hiding from Nanny Carrie?" I asked him. "Becwas she killed Fwuffy," Harry said. Fluffy was our four year old cat. I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion at him. "Har-ry, come out, come out, wherever you are," I suddenly heard Nanny Carrie say in a sing-song voice.

A few seconds later, Nanny Carrie came into the kitchen. Her clothes were drenched in red blood that dripped to the floor, and her eyes were pitch black. "Oh look. Now I get to kill the baby, and the mommy," Carrie said, a devilish smile forming on her face.

It was in that moment that I realized she was holding a sharp, kitchen knife. I went to grab a knife off of the kitchen counter, but somehow, Carrie flung me across the room with a swipe of her hand. I hit my head on the wall and was knocked out for a few minutes. "I don't think so," Carrie said, clutching her knife and approaching Harry.

A few minutes later, my eyes fluttered open and when I looked around, I saw Nanny Carrie, the knife in her hand, and my son's lifeless body covered in blood laying on the ground. I gasped and screamed, "No!" This made Carrie turn around and start laughing. "I killed the pet. I killed the baby. Now it's time to kill the mommy," Carrie said, laughing harder.

I tried to get as far away from her as possible, but the wall behind me made it impossible. She came closer and closer to me. "Carrie, please. Don't do this," I pleaded. She smiled and raised the knife to plunge it into my heart. I closed my eyes waiting for the impact.

All of a sudden there was a bright light. I opened my eyes to see Carrie light up, and an orange glow was coming out of her. She fell to the ground and behind her stood two men. One was around my height. He had short brown hair and a green eyes.

The other man was very tall and towered over me. He had long brown hair that clung to his face. He also had gorgeous green eyes. Every feature about this man was defined and perfect. He also held the knife, which I presume he used to kill Carrie with. The tall man dropped the knife and rushed to my side.

"My name is Sam, that is my brother Dean. Are you okay?" he asked me. I nodded my head and leaned against him and the wall to push myself up. Once I was in a standing position I slowly walked over to my son with Sam holding my arm to help me walk.

Once I saw my son I started crying. "Oh my god," I said letting tears stream down my face. I felt my knees give in and collapsed into Sam's arms. He held me and I sobbed into his chest. "I am so sorry," he said. I couldn't say or do anything.

A couple hours later, I had run out of tears, and Sam, Dean and I were sitting in the living room. Sam was sitting on the couch with me and Dean was sitting in the chair directly across from us. "So what happens now?" I asked them.

"Now you forget this ever happened. You go back to your apple pie life, and we disappear," Dean said. "My apple pie life? Dean I lost that when that, thing, killed my son. I can't just forget this ever happened," I told him.

Sam gave me sad eyes, "Demon," he said. "What?" I asked him. "You called her a thing. I thought you might wanted to know that she was a demon. Actually possessed by one," Sam explained. Color drained from my face as I processed what Sam was saying.

"So you guys hunt these things?" I asked, curiously. "Yeah," Dean said. I nodded my head. After a few moments I realized these guys were heroes, and that I wanted to be like them. "I want to hunt to," I told them.

Dean and Sam both gave me surprised looks. "Look, uh..." Dean waited for my response. "Oh, Y/N," I said. "Alright Y/N. This isnt a life you want. Always being in danger. Not to mention the fact that the things me and Sammy have seen and done have kept us up at night," Dean said.

"I don't care. I want to be a hunter," I told them. "Y/N it is dangerous hunting by yourself," Sam said. "I'm sure I will find someone along the way," you told Sam. "Or you can come with us," Sam said.

Present Day

"No Dean. Stop it!" I heard Sam yell. I came down the stairs of the bunker. "What's going on?" I asked. "Sammy here has a secret girlfriend," Dean said. I felt kind of jealous, I had a major crush on Sam. I had ever since he saved me from Crazy Nanny Carrie.

"Really? Oh my God I have to see this," I said. Dean threw me Sam's phone and I started to read it. "Y/N no stop it!" Sam yelled. I couldn't even read the first sentence before Sammy tackled. I groaned and Sam took his phone back. "Sam you damn giant!" I yelled at him.

He chuckled at me and said, "Well at least I am big. Unlike you Minnie." I hated his nickname. The boys always made fun of me for being smaller than them so Sam started calling me Minnie, as in Minnie Mouse. "Yeah yeah, keep talking Sasquatch," I said.

I sat down on the couch and Dean went upstairs. Sam pulled me off the couch, onto the floor, and sat down on the couch. "Jerk," I said. "Bitch," Sam replied. "Oh I'm sorry I didn't realize I was talking to Dean," I said. "Oh whatever I sound nothing like my brother," Sam protested.

"Oh please. We just need to give you a beer, a pie, some scruff, and oh how could I forget," I said. "Don't say it," Sam said. "We will have to cut your hair," I said with a smile. "You said it. Alright that's it," Sam said, getting up.

"Repunzel, Repunzel let down Sam's long hair," I said taking a few steps away from Sam. He came closer to me and I wasn't watching where I was going. I tripped over one of Sam's shoes and landed straight on my back. Sam started busting up laughing and I turned red and said, "Damn it Sam. If your Big Foot shoes weren't in the way I wouldn't have fallen!"

Sam tried to stop laughing and said, "Oh yeah. Well if you weren't such a clutz,you...clutzy...person...you," Sam struggled to find an insult to attack me with but he couldn't. This made me die of laughter and I was literally rolling on the ground laughing.

"You clutzy person you?" I asked him between laughs. "Shut up, I couldn't think of one okay?" he said. I didn't stop laughing and Sam got tired of it. "Alright now you're gonna pay," Sam said. I looked at him and stopped laughing. Sam came close to me and towered over me.

He knelt down and trapped me between his legs, straddling me. "What are you doing?" I asked him. He just smirked and I said, "No Sam. No wait please," I said trying to get away, but I couldn't. He smiled and started tickling me. "No...Sam! Stop! I'm sorry for making fun of you!" I said trying to make him stop.

This just made him tickle me some more. I let out a girlish scream and squirmed as Sam tickled me. I finally had enough. I punched Sam in the stomach and he fell off me. I didn't mean for it to be hard, but I had to get him off me. He groaned laying on the floor. I sat up and he laid on his back and held his stomach.

"Why'd you have to punch me so hard?" he asked. "Why'd you have to tickle me?" I asked him. "Why'd you have to call me Sasquatch?" he asked you. "Why'd you have to call me a clutzy person?" I argued back.

He smiled and grabbed my arms. "Come here," he said. He pulled me hard and I fell on top of him, our faces only inches apart. Sam and I both stared intently at each other and then Sam leaned in. His lips only brushed slightly against mine, but when I started kissing back, it turned into a rougher kiss.

After a few more kisses it turned into a heated make-out session. Sam's hands roamed all over my body and mine roamed over his. I tugged his hair and he left a trail of kisses down my neck, making us both moan. Then I heard someone clear his throat.

We both looked up and saw Dean. "So I was right, Sam does have a secret girlfriend. Nice work Sammy," Dean said, chuckling. "Well carry on," Dean said, turning around and walking upstairs. Sam and I both smiled. "Do you want to just go lay down upstairs?" Sam asked me.

I nodded my head and he got up and pulled me to my feet. I looked at the time and it was 9:00 PM. I hadn't realized how late it was becuase Sam and I were having such a great time. Sam led me to his room and we both got under the covers. We got as close to each other as possible.

I laid my head and one of my hands on his chest. He wrapped one arm around my back and held my hip with the other one. "So what was on your phone?" I couldn't help but ask. "They were all text messages that confessed my love for a girl. But they never got sent," Sam said.

"Why not?" I asked him. "Because I wasn't sure if the girl loved me back," Sam replied. "And now?" I asked Sam wondering if the fact that we just got together changed anything between him and this other girl he said he loved.

"Now you tell me Y/N. Those text messages were all supposed to be sent to you," Sam said. My face lit up and I looked up at Sam. "Really?" I asked. "Really. I love you Y/N. I have since the day I rescued you from "Nanny Carrie"," Sam said.

I smiled and kissed Sam. It was a long, slow, passionate kiss filled with all of our emotions. "I love you too Sam Winchester," I told him. He got a huge smile on his face and pulled me into another kiss. We both pulled away, and smiled. I laid my head back on his chest, and he drew circles on my back. We fell asleep in this way, both of us in our own perfect Heaven.

Hello my little monsters, I hope you liked this Imagine. Sorry it was kind long. Please let me know what you thought of it by voting and commenting. ILY all and you are all amazing!
Always Keep Fighting!
~Caela~